Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
Chuck Prophet
She was running
With a shotgun
I could hear the sirens
But I couldn't move
I couldn't even catch my breath
She was hiding
In the patterns
Of her mother's apron
When I left that girl
She was just a little thing
But the summer's gone
And the leaves are turning over
It's another day gone
I'm another year older
Desolation
Lonesome lonely desolation
L was seeking understanding
They took a 14-year-old boy
Yeah, they locked him up
They tried to turn him into a man
She told me what l need is absolution
L said, "Absolution, girl?
Come on now
That's gonna he hard to arrange”
But the summer's gone
And the leaves are turning over
It's another day gone
I'm another year older
Desolation
Lonesome lonely desolation
Well, the summer's gone
And the leaves are turning over
It's another day gone
I'm another year older
And the tooth won't come out
And you can't find a doctor
Desolation
Lonesome lonely desolation